
"Well....."
Arkan is shocked to hear Dara screaming hysterically.
Arkan got up from his fall and ran into the bathroom without excuse.
He saw Dara crying in the buthup.
"Well, what's wrong?" ask Arkan who is closing in on his steps.
"I hate my life, Arkan. I hate..," he said, hitting the foam water with annoyance.
Arkan grabs the towel on the hanger and helps Dara out of the water.
"Let's get out, I think you've had enough to soak."
Dara complied and got down from that place.
Arkan embraces Dara out and sits Dara on the edge of the bed. The girl's tears continued to melt nonstop. I don't know what he has experienced makes his mood suddenly broken.
Arkan sat crouching in front of Dara and clasped the girl's hand tightly.
Arkan pitya stared at the bead of my girl before him. That girl must have suffered a lot.
"I don't want to die yet, I still want to live" said Dara suddenly like bouncing.
Arkan frowned in wonder.
"Calm down, you're fine here, Dara. What's wrong with you? is anyone trying to hurt you, huh?" Arkan tried to ask hoping that Dara would be honest.
The girl gave a lip as if she was hesitant to tell how strange her life is right now.
"You won't understand, Arkan. No one loves me the same. They wanted to see me crushed," honestly Dara sobbed until her cheeks were wet.
Arkan wiped the girl's tears. He was kind of looking at it.
"You can share it with me, Dara," Arkan said calmly.
Dara looked into Arkan's eyeballs and then dropped into Arkan's arms.
"I'm tired. My life is full of pain. Maybe it's true that I'm not destined to be happy" said Dara lethargic.
Arkan squinted at Dara's face. A million wounds were being inflicted there.
That made Arkan sad. He did not want the girl to suffer.
Arkan wants to give you that warmth that's all he's capable of at least making Dara a little better.
"You're gonna be fine. Trust me, Dara," Arkan said. He wanted to help the girl.
"I'm not sure," so glad Dara who woke up from their position.
"Why? so you wanna open up with me?" arkan.
"It's nothing ordinary, Arkan. You won't be able to help me" said Dara sadly.
Arkan hugged Dara from behind. He felt he had fallen for the girl and did not want to see her suffer.
"Because, I love you" said Arkan, undermining a fine swish in Dara's heart.
"You're crazy, do you think_?"
"I'll quit that job if you ask for it" Arkan said earnestly.
Dara turned her body and looked at Arkan's entire face. There's a light there.
"It's not easy" said Dara again do not want to be swept away further.
"Why? every time you disappear after we've combined love I've always missed you" Arkan said solemnly.
Arkan restrains Dara's nape and anchors a rough kiss to Dara's lips but Dara pushes on her chest.
"Don't do it, Arkan. I don't have any money to pay you now" Dara refused.
There's something he doesn't want Arkan to feel in his pain.
Dara holds Dara's shoulder and kisses Dara for the third time.
"I'll give it for free to you" Arkan replied stressing.
Dara tried to resist Arkan's treatment but Arkan froze him with a gentle touch until he could not resist. He enjoys Arkan on his ripe lips and it cradles him in peace.
Long enough touch it, complained his heart a little reduced.
"Let's spend the night together, Dara. I beg you not to disappear again" Arkan said after stopping the action.
Dara shed her tears again. He does not want Arkan to feel the same pain but Arkan has made him not care about it anymore.
All have been replaced by soft touches from Arkan who had first pulled the tip of the towel to plain.
Dara was eager to resist but her heart prevented her.
He wanted Arkan to make him happy from the misery of his life.